The boy has been crying in the wagon for two days, and by the third morning you can hear the sound he makes before…
Read the storyI spent two hundred dollars on a release aid because a guy on YouTube made…
I shot my first deer at eighteen and spent the next hour wondering why I…
The river tells you it is coming before you see it, because the air goes damp and cool in the…
I called that gobbler so much he probably started answering just to tell me to shut up. I have been…
I hung my stand in July. That should have told me everything, and it told me nothing. The first weekend…
The buck was maybe ninety pounds, and he was running away from me, and I shot him anyway. That is…
The buck was on the ground before eight in the morning, a clean little eight point that had walked out…
I had been throwing that Whopper Plopper for an hour and four minutes. I know because I kept checking my…
I put a hundred arrows into a foam target last summer and called it practice. I shot every evening after…
You know the axle is breaking before it breaks, because the wagon starts to sing. It is late May, 1849,…
I did not catch a fish for eleven weekends straight. Not one. I borrowed rods, I studied maps, I watched…
